Last night I talked to Him. And He thinks I'm dull and boring and a goody-goody but there He was and here I was and... and it was His voice. And the way He is forever thinking of others first. And He was my first crush and you never forget those things. I thought I was over being all tongue-tied and weird around Him. I'm not. He said: "You okay? You wanna a beer?". Me: "Um... ... no, thank you." I feel like an ugly junior high nerd with a mental disease.